For the first time Iwore my all-in-one foundation. I wanted to be firmly controlled as Iaccepted the curlers. Panty hose, three inch black patent pump..., a softpink man-tailored front button sateen blouse over a box-pleated pale greyknee length skirt. Minimal accessories and minimal make up and I wasready to be tortured and cooked in the name of womanhood.Just as I was walking out the door to go to the salon, the phone rang. Itwas Jacque wanting to know if we could get together as he had traded. With the sound ofbroken glass, they realized they were closer to the estate than theythought.More noise came from the bushes and a young woman in a whitehat and evening gown ran so fast that she stepped right out of hermatching white sandals. "Watch it!" she cried as her bare footalmost tripped over a tree root."What for?" Misty asked as another young girl came from thebushes. This one was in a white tee shirt and a pair of red burumas. "What's going on out here?" A harsh but feminine voice. ”I would have no difficulty making arrangements with any officer in the battalion, other than Braxton-Clark, who would go out of his way to discomfort me. I sighed, and decided to beard the lion in his den and ride over to Braxton Hall, where Braxton-Clark was still living.The Braxton-Clarks had brought the run down estate from an impoverished family who had lost most of their money in the South Sea Bubble, and the rest at the gaming tables. Braxton-Clark senior, Cornelius, had driven a hard. He was lecturing a couple of training staff from south India. As I was waiting one woman was constantly gazing at me. She did not even make a flinch of an eye. After the class I met my friend and was about to start.The woman came to us and asked him “Who is your friend?” and he said “Lakshmi madam this is matt a friend of mine from Britain.” “Hello” he said. “You guys carry on I have some phone calls to make” and he stepped out to the balcony. “So new in town?” asked lakshmi. She was wearing a.